Friday, February 22, 2008

Humans and Sheep

Here’s a post that's truly “nature related”. HA! From silly humans to sheep. I don't usually offer anything here on Friday nights as I'd rather lounge on the sofa but I had to share this. It's my 300th post over sixteen months.

At the end of the work week, there’s nothing better than a side-splitting laugh. Agree? We were all tired and dull. Our brains and bodies craved a little relaxation. So we chose the police cadets to give us some entertainment. I talked about their discipline recently. It’s tough. They’re bonding and I can see they’re beginning to relax.

They were in strict formation at 1pm but drill Sgt. Moore was delayed in a meeting. Ah...ha! Major Patty Brown and a few others on the staff had an idea. We wanted to play with police recruits today and lighten up a bit.

Each are carrying a wooden block in their left hands at all times. It’s mandatory that they have it with them and inscribed on that block is the nickname they earned during their first six weeks in training. Silly nicknames – a name they’ll carry with them for the rest of their lives, if only in sweet memory.

Major Brown wanted to know the story behind each cadets’ nickname and they had to respond with a serious, respectful reply. If anyone made a sound – muffled laughter or all out hee-haw, they had to get down and push-up.

This is Scrappy Doo.

Major Brown: That’s a ridiculous name, recruit! What in the hell did YOU do to earn the name Scrappy Doo?

Major Brown: Tell me about it, ALMOND…JOY? This name is so damned dumb, I wanna know! Now!

Almond Joy: “Ma’am! The sergeant thinks my head shines like the surface of an Almond Joy candy bar. Ma’am!”

They all fell down. I had tears running down my cheeks and could barely focus the camera.

Major Brown said she’ll never eat another Almond Joy candy bar and we all agreed. It became a wild party and Sgt. Moore would never know about it. We were breaking the rules...

Yes, this is Johnson, aka “Nikki Parker” from the sit-com, The Parkers. She’s a born leader and I’m proud of her.

This was an impromptu blessing of angels. We all need such nice surprises and forbidden laughter on an otherwise tense and boring Friday afternoon.

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Every morning on the way to work, I pass the sheep. The sunrise behind them is breathtaking and I moan every time I must pass them because of traffic. Today, the skies were overcast and dull but I pulled into a side street and crossed a busy road on foot to introduce myself to them. Silently giggling…

Uh-oh. An alien. I got a three-second stare.

Two seconds later,

I thought, “For goodness sakes, don’t be so darn sheepish! Come back here. Let’s get acquainted.”

28 comments:

Before my husband became a big city lawyer, he was in the aviation side of the U.S. Navy for 20 years. The aviation community is famous for the call signs (nick names) they give each other. The idea is that the call sign should be descriptive but in a nasty way. You shouldn't really like your call sign. They follow you for your whole career.

Dang May! I cracked up out loud when I saw all those sheep butts running away! The thought of you giggling, trotting across the road to snap photos is too funny. Your police recruits got some much needed laughs and so did I. Thanks May!

I put sheep on one of my posts yesterday and like you I started with a field of 50, they took one look at me, and then there were six. So its a very small flock on the photo. Don't you just love animals and children!

That was fun Mare. I'm glad you came up with a Friday night post. There aren't too many cadets left compared to your post from a few weeks ago. It was good you helped liven up their Friday afternoon a bit.

I laughed about those woolly sheep butts too! I guess they aren't quite as curious as cows, are they?

LOL!! This is one of the funniest things I've read in a long time. My childhood nicknames? Yinna Dinna and Tootsie Roll. Fifty push-ups for me! ;-)Love the sheep, too. They always give me the tourist view. Perhaps they are trying to tell me something?

Now this post is what I call ENTERTAINMENT! Thanks, Mary, for the laughs and giggles. And if there was such an award for ENTERTAINMENT, you would win it hands down! Enjoy your weekend. It looks like we've got a rainy one.

Thanks for stopping by - I've missed you too. I've been stuck underground in Orlando in Disney jail for ten days. I was released yesterday and finally got to the computer. I just missed you by minutes. The good thing about being in jail is curing my Nature Blog addition - having to worry when my status stalled. I loved watching you come from behind and soar, soar, soar. I was your cheerleader there on the sidelines saying go, go, go!

What a nice post describing a side of a story most don't know about...the pet name of police cadets. I can vouch for names people call each other in the Navy (even on the FLEET side!) Those sheep butts remind me of my Golden's butt- ha! I love when bloggers capture very ordinary things, but with flare :)